16

Light a flower, flower work.

Where’s the end to the abyss? It starts with a opening but what if that start was closed off?

But it’s never too late for craving; craving for determination.

Kicking the stone with her torn sneaker, she slowly walked in the dark. Her body still felt hot and numb as usual. The after effects still lingered around. She wasn't feverish from the cold water but instead she felt itchy all over. She may or may have not have eaten eggs again. The lunch that was served in the cafeteria had yolks that were mashed. How could she have not realized it? And the fun fact, she forgot to take her medicines before leaving.

‘You are seriously gonna die like this.’ The voice mumbled. Seraphina shrugged, making her way towards the park that came into view.

“Ain’t it better that way? I’ve always wanted to die you know. The self inflicted scars tells you the story of it. Oh wait - you’re actually the one who told me too inflict it and s-surprisingly it was a good way to numb off